Emerald Comments

I have read this awesome piece of literature before and read it again just now and it keeps on growing bigger and deeper like reading certain literary giants like To Kill A Mockingbird and Insomnia and poetry by e e cummings and Robert Frost.I have faved this poem because I want to read it again and again and learn how writing can be done and should be done.

Thanks, Bri! ! I wasn't going to leave a comment, but then I saw you used the word 'mouth' again. So...if someone were to say " That joke killed me, " one would have to conclude a funeral is about to take place?

Heck, i was NOT going to leave a comment when i saw i'd done so in 2016, but i scanned some of my comments and felt i should mention: I spoke of a puppy having to be very small to fit into a mouth, and you said you hadn't used " mouth" in the poem, BUT i was assuming that, as baby teeth came out of a mouth in the poem and THEN you said: " and the puppy in" , the puppy went into the mouth. bri : 0

Indeed a poem that shall ever stay green in memory because of the nostalgia and the longing it has produced and the emphasis on the need for a sense of continuous rejuvenation! We have to stay green and the Nature has to be conserved in its pristine beauty! Green symbolizes life and everything that is healthy. Enjoyed the uninterrupted flow of memories. To be brief, this is a poetic marvel!

It is a beautiful poem on life, love and memories having stunning expression with its all dimension based on philosophy. The poem is lengthy yet it is meaningful and has great theme. Thanks for sharing.

Love this mini diary of your life...it has perfect ingredients of what life taste like, from born to now...the way you swim the time to reach a destination, a desire and purpose that people call life. You wandering around with many thoughts, you recalled what past taught you and i feel like it is using someone experience in flowy art to meditate, thinking about mine as well.. i truly love this and i feel some honest writing, personal and some gorgeous moments in this compact work, is worth than a just confession..This is the greenest emerald that as if we put in the desert it will go green, and if we put underwater..it complement oceanic aquamarine blue..Life i vast, its hard to define what it is as i appear differently to who live in it...almost like chamelon but the value is still beautiful, true, emarald hue. M.J Lemon...i am the one who is living and pondering using your work here as a true reflection, from your eyes of a witness, from heart that experienced, and from mind that challenged...i really love this piece...beautiful as emarld, it beyond my words to express at the moment..LOVED it

Hello! I absolutely loved this poem, so much so that I would like to write a small report on it for my English class. I was wondering if you could give me a brief biography of you and your life? I can not seem to find any information about you but I would like a little context to help understand the circumstances and such that the poem was written in (in order to properly analyze it) .

M.J., this is Bukowski at his best! Absolutely Brilliant! I loved the whole poem! A Whopping 10!

This is a powerful poem. I went to Zambia and saw lots of things made out of emerald, The poem took me back to those scenes near the Victoria Falls. I remembered emerald green with stripes that tell their own story. I loved the poem for the imagery and what it tells about the journey of life. While it talks about going through life, it makes one see some aspects which we thought we knew like spring and all the seasons the way they come to us telling us life goes on. That to me is one of the most powerful things I feel when I read it. Not that I had not thought about life, I had, but it just gave me perspectives that make me appreciate it more, such as seeing a new tooth in a baby's mouth. I like the beginning of it for it focuses us on greening. This word choice is powerful in that it reminds us that things green change just like our lives. They are greening in their own way and also doing the other colors too. I hope you see that it is a very good gift to the human mind because it takes in into meaning-making on issues of life that make it (life) a burden and bring some light that helps us to appreciate how it gives. This about the birth of children and family is also brought out beautifully because we see growth and the maturity life demands from us. By giving and taking and changing it is making us take what we can and use it the way we want the way we dig for emerald and make what we want out of it.

Very vivid and beautiful poem.

I am totally fascinated by this poem and how it is streaming through your life and the memories swirl and repeat and then the poem moves on but is always carrying the past with it into the present and carrying the present into the future where it swirls together again and returns and eddies.... love your style, love this poetic marvel.... great write... a worthy 10

oh, i didn't think the first comment got submitted yesterday here at the library; our home computer is 'down'. bri so this make 3.

Then came the fourth birthday baby teeth out and the puppy in, it must have been a SMALL puppy to have fit into your mouth. or was it a 'buck-puppy' (sticking out some?) ? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - this goes into my/our A Showcase For P H Poets [May 2016 edition) , found in my list of PH poems. it may take a while to actually show up as i've had trouble getting them to show up right away. also to MyPoemList. a lovely poem. thanks. [sorry about the leg, assuming this is about YOU! ] bri :)

REALLY COOL! ! ! ! NOW I SHALL enter it into my/our A Showcase For P H Poets [May 2016 edition], which is to be found now in my PH list of my poems. a fine addition this shall be. but i don't promise when it will show up as i've had trouble getting poems entered recently. hmmm? bri :) and to MyPoemList

I like the easy flow of this poem, with details and memories running serenely like a rivulet of words.

Walking hurt for over a year! Facing the challenges of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.